[ yes, all that matters is that he’s here… specifically to remind keith that he doesn’t need anyone else. though, it seems like keith is the one doing the convincing here, because as fingers catch at his floof, shiro thinks this is it. this is all he needs. he’s weak for having his hair played with and he gives into the feeling easily. eyes slipping closed and head tilting to make keith’s reach that much easier, shiro smiles through the overwhelming sense of comfort…
only for it to sour on the next few words. he grunts and cracks open his eyes, glaring over keith’s shoulder at his own reflection. other people -- right. isn’t someone supposed to be showing up soon? to seduce keith away?
he tightens his arm and tucks keith in, full-body pressing as though that will cement the connection an’ fend off any attempt to separate them. ]
What about the other guy?
[ barbed with accusation, shiro’s voice drops low and his gaze shifts, staring down keith’s reflection instead. ]
GREAT. shiro's existence is pain.
only for it to sour on the next few words. he grunts and cracks open his eyes, glaring over keith’s shoulder at his own reflection. other people -- right. isn’t someone supposed to be showing up soon? to seduce keith away?
he tightens his arm and tucks keith in, full-body pressing as though that will cement the connection an’ fend off any attempt to separate them. ]
What about the other guy?
[ barbed with accusation, shiro’s voice drops low and his gaze shifts, staring down keith’s reflection instead. ]